The Lakes - The Mountains

Everything that doesn’t aspire to anything good will never be heard

Gathering the bricks and the dust, the pots and the cups, the rhymes and the

words

Leaving all the fields where we buried our dreams

And the pride and the ambition that went up in the seems

Heading for the mountains and the valleys again

Where the water still holds the boats that carried us in

But I’ll keep singing your name

Leaving everything, whatever it takes

I’ll keep singing your name

Running from the ashes into the lakes

We’ll carve our names in the trees and leave them there in the sand for the

waves to roll in

We won’t let the others forget what we thought we had said, so we’ll say it

again

Leaving all the fields where we buried our dreams

And the pride and the ambition that went up in the seems

Heading for the mountains and the valleys again

Where the water still holds the boats that carried us in

But I’ll keep singing your name

Leaving everything, whatever it takes

I’ll keep singing your name

Running from the ashes into the lakes

Will our hearts collapse together

As the heavens spiral in?

Could your arms reach out forever

And carry me again?

And I’ll keep singing your name